I have a roll of fairy pictures

Chapter 26 Failed to Prove, Wang Tai's Last Words
"Your Majesty!" An old eunuch behind King Zhou You came behind him at this time, looking towards Chang'an County, with a hint of shock in his eyes:
"The pen falls into a thunderbolt, who is going to break through the myth?"

King Zhou You was silent, and looked away after a long time: "Kong Huanxi."

"The slave doesn't understand."

"If 80 years ago, he joined forces with the Southwest Marquis to fight to the death with the nobles of the world and suppressed the nobles of the world, his energy and energy would have skyrocketed, breaking through the myth would be a matter of course. Or when he was deposed as the crown prince back then , fighting trapped beasts, forcing a breakthrough, there is also a three-point chance. However, he has been trapped in the cage in Chang'an County for 80 years, and his edges and corners have long been smoothed out. ?”

King Zhou You's words were full of disappointment: "He has disappointed the patriarch and the widow! We have waited for him for 80 years!"

"Nowadays, the princes of the 360 ​​and [-]th routes are pressing hard. It would be good for him to leave, but he left a mess for the widow." King Zhou You looked away:

"If he can break through the myth, there will be a new turn for the situation in my Great Zhou, but he disappointed all the ancestors of the royal family."

"Unifying the world and being above all living beings without restraint is the great freedom. His artistic conception of freedom has been abolished." King Zhou You closed his eyes:

"I heard that the Academy of Natural Painting is about to open its gate again?"

"Yes." The old eunuch replied.

"The myth of the Twelve Gods Decided is a joke. What exactly does the Academy of Natural Painting want to do?" King Zhou You said grimly.

"The widow wants to see who can usurp the land of my Great Zhou. The ancestors are immortal, and the Great Zhou will always be the ruler of the world."

At this moment, countless people gathered together and looked towards Chang'an County, with different expressions in their eyes.

Huo Taixian stood outside the gate of the courtyard, looking at the turbulent sea in the sky. The tumbling sea collected the Qi of the Eight Desolation as if it was about to conceive something, but it always missed a little bit of timing and couldn't be conceived for a long time.

Time passed by little by little, the vision in the sky became more and more powerful, and the uncultivated sea continued to spread, leaving Chang'an County and spreading towards Wannian County.

Looking at the gathering of more and more heaven and earth qi, the young master suddenly sighed softly: "It's troublesome."

Huo Taixian also felt that Wang Tai was in trouble.

The vision in mid-air gathers the essence of the eight wildernesses, just like being pregnant for nine months, the more nutrition, the better.

But what if the pregnancy is stillborn?
Without the key point of timing, the more energy gathered, the more difficult it is for Wang Tai to master it.In the end, the essence will explode, and it will bite Wang Tai himself.

"Oh!"

Just when countless thoughts flickered in everyone's minds, and they were staring nervously at the thousands of miles of blue waves in the void, they suddenly heard a sound, as if the earth exploded, and the thousands of miles of blue waves suddenly cracked into black lines, and then the lines spread, It continued to spread on the thousands of miles of blue waves, and then exploded violently.

Thousands of miles of blue waves exploded, turned into a torrential rain, and poured down towards Chang'an County.

"Failed!" The young master stood blankly in the rain, allowing the rain to wet his clothes, and then disappeared into the rain with a sluggish figure and stiff feet.

"Ah~"

There was a scream from the courtyard, and everyone rushed into the courtyard in shock, only to see Wang Tai's haggard body, completely devoid of flesh and blood, skinny and boned like a skeleton, sitting on the ground.

His body was wet by the rain, and his black hair was snow-white, like an old man who fell down in the rain and stared at the sky in a daze.

Beside him, the drawing board was torn apart, and the manuscript paper was shattered into a flower-piercing butterfly, dancing in the air.

"grown ups!"

Zhangsan, Lisi and other guards quickly surrounded them.

"Stand back, I'm fine." Wang Tai spat out a mouthful of blood, and was shocked by everyone, and then waved his hands:
"Huo Taixian stays here, you all go out."

Seeing this, although the guards feel sorry for each other, they dare not disobey Wang Tai's words.

Standing in the rainstorm, Huo Taixian came to Wang Tai's side. Looking at the old Wang Tai, he was completely different from the former Fengshen Ruyu, who was full of spirit and spirit.

"What are you looking at? I'm over 100 years old, and now that I've been defeated, isn't it normal to show this shape?" Wang Tai sneered.

Huo Taixian was taken aback.

Yes!

Wang Taidu is over 100 years old!His appearance in the past makes people subconsciously ignore his age.

"I have failed to break through the realm now, and my life is not long. I have nothing to miss in this life, but I am sorry for many people." Wang Tai looked at Huo Taixian, and blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth:

"I have been trapped in Chang'an County for 80 years. I don't know why. After seeing you, I always like it. Then I suddenly woke up. The breath on your body has a taste of 'freedom' that I have never seen before. That is A breath of freedom that transcends etiquette and the shackles of the times, that is an artistic conception that everyone is like a dragon. A natural freedom comes from the unfettered in the bones."

"This child belongs to me and can inherit my mantle." Wang Tai pointed at Huo Taixian.

Huo Taixian had a guess in his mind for a moment, which free 21st century his soul came from, which was completely different from this decadent dynasty and era.To ordinary people, it may not be obvious, but to Wang Tai, a great power who has pursued the law of persecution all his life, it is like a light in the dark night.

Although meager, it is so dazzling.

There are trillions of sentient beings in the world, but only the two of them are of the same kind.

Speaking of this, Wang Taiqiang stood up, picked up the pens, inks, papers and inkstones on the ground, and rearranged them with Huo Taixian under Langfang.

After wiping off the rain on his body, Wang Tai walked to the drawing board, picked up a paintbrush emitting a faint light in his hand, gasped heavily, and stood in front of the drawing board to look at it:

"Come here and grind it for me."

Huo Taixian looked at the inkstone, but it was only the size of a palm, and there were patterns on it that were faintly visible, shining with faint lights.The ink is jade-colored, the size of a thumb, it seems to be a living thing, sometimes it turns into a rabbit, sometimes it turns into a tiger, running around in the inkstone, but the palm-sized inkstone seems to be a copper wall and iron wall, so that the ink can't rush out of it .

Huo Taixian stepped forward, looked at the ink and inkstone, and didn't know what to do.

"This guy is playing tricks again." Wang Tai stroked the ink casually, and instantly knocked it back to its original shape, and said with a sneer:
"This ink is a natural twin, but it was dug out before it took shape, breaking the spirituality in it. It looks like a living thing, but it is actually a dead thing. It's just a mischief of the spirituality that has not dissipated. I am now If my cultivation is exhausted, even a piece of ink will bully me."

Huo Taixian was courageous when he heard the words, and stepped forward to hold the inkstone, his hands were soft and greasy, like QQ candy.

Gently grind, as if there were one after another screams and begging for mercy, the white powder on the ink was ground off by the inkstone, and then turned into deep ink, an indescribable fragrance overflowed, calling People couldn't help but feel refreshed for a while, and their spirits became solidified at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Although I am dead, I must leave something for future generations." Wang Tai picked up a pen and sketched on the drawing board.

It's just an ordinary painting, the mountains, rivers and waters on the screen, the birds, beasts, insects and fish are lifelike.

The painting is an ordinary painting, but the artistic conception is undoubtedly revealed.

After a long time, Wang Tai finished his painting. It was an ordinary map of the sea, in which a fish swims freely in the sea.

The coastline is a series of mountains, and the mountains are harmonious and natural landscapes.

The sea is boundless, occupying [-]%.

"I made an epic-level picture scroll in the past. It is my natal picture scroll that is waiting for the edict. It is the essence of my life. It is left in the Haojing secret library. This picture scroll can be used as a proof , take the natal picture scroll from the treasury, and turn it into your merits."

"After I die, all this ink, paper and inkstone will be given to you."

Wang Tai looked at Huo Taixian:
"This pen is carved from the heart of jade in Dazhou Mountain, even it can be used in mythology. This ink is the stillborn fetus of the innate spirit fetus that was destroyed by people, and it also contains the good fortune of heaven and earth. This is a treasure in the realm of mythology. "

"These are all real treasures. You got a great deal, kid."

"Under the whole world, you are the only one who can inherit my way of being free and unfettered. I have comprehended the artistic conception of being free and unfettered all my life, and I wanted to make the "Picture of Free and Unfettered Life", but who knows that it is not as good as your inborn artistic conception of being free and unfettered." Write down:
"It's really annoying."

Huo Taixian looked at the old Wang Tai, and hurriedly stepped forward to support him cautiously: "My lord, is there no way to save him?"

"Rescue? Unless it is for me to comprehend the true artistic conception of Xiaoyao within a year, and then reshape the law and step into the realm of mythology. I have lived here for 80 years, and I have spent 80 years in vain. I am burdened with the expectations of countless people. A series of expectations turned into shackles, locking me up one after another. It has been 80 years, and I have disappointed countless people.” Wang Tai’s eyes were full of emotion:

"There is no difference between living 80 years and 100 years in this kind of life. What about 1000 years?"

"I'm dead, but it's a relief." Wang Tai sighed, coughing violently again, and spewed out a mouthful of blood:

"You can see now how dangerous it is for a painter to prove the way. You must use your energy and spirit for use. If you succeed, the scroll will feed back, and if you fail, you will eat back. I am a living example."

Huo Taixian hung Wang Tai's back lightly, and didn't know how to comfort him for a while, and said after a long time:

"Thanks to your love, do you have any unsolved wishes?"

"My wish?" Wang Tai turned his head to look at Huo Taixian, and jokingly said:
"My wish is to know what is great happiness. Is there any great happiness in this world? Is the path I'm on right or wrong? Can you help me achieve it?"

"Da Xiaoyao?" Huo Taixian groaned after hearing the words, and after a while, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his mind:
"I don't know what Da Xiaoyao is, but I once heard someone say an article called "Xiaoyaoyou", which seems to be about Xiaoyao."

At this time, Huo Taixian suddenly thought of Zhuangzi's Happy Journey. Isn't Zhuangzi the real Happy?

"Article? What article? In this world, who can compare to me in terms of attainments on the Way of Freedom?" Wang Tai sneered.

(End of this chapter)